We have done the medical -- injections and all. Tuesday we attended a briefing by Tabung Haji Travel. That started all the excitement in me, yet I am wary. The last time, I was almost uncontainable in my passion about going. I am afraid the level of my iman (if I can describe it as that) is rather low, being busy with duniawi matters. I've tried to be more patient, but only yesterday I was angry with a driver who was indecisive about which lane she should get into: 'touch n go' or 'tunai'. Grrr. The closer it gets to the date of departure (7th November), the bigger the tests have been. What I need is more patience.
This weekend, AHS and I will camp in Putrajaya mosque for the Kursus Haji Perdana. I need that. As I was reading the book on haj before bed last night, I came across something I have quite forgotten about. When asked, AHS had no clue what it was. We're in trouble! AHS, however, seems cool about going; perhaps he's more patient. I have made a list of things to bring and have taken down the biggest luggage and satrted throwing things in, as soon as I remember them, and crossing out the item in the list. Next week, hopefully I'll sort out the house, room by room. I am thankful our house is tiny.
I just make lots of doa that our trip there, our stay there and our journey back are without any untoward incidents. Hope to get Haji Mabrur.